Tag: peace

Forgot to Remember

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With pinpointed laser focus,
I move through a tunnel
of my own making

Eyes staring straight ahead
Everything in my periphery,
blurred

Just make it
to your destination
Tensions will ease

Where am I heading,
anyway? I forgot to remember.

The tunnel walls concealed
my dazed distraction, creating
a false sense of direction
toward a desired destination

Or whatever it is I’m seeking.
Peace? But peace is not a destination.

Peace shines through a single ray of sunlight
piercing the clouds to my right

Peace sings with the birds playing leapfrog
on the power lines to my left

Peace smiles as I exit the tunnel
Opening my eyes and my heart
to this great big beautiful world

Let Go of the Rope

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I am standing in a field
holding tight to the
middle of a rope

A foolish attempt to
bring balance in an
unexpected tug-of-war

On my right, grief
grips the cord
with all its might

On my left, love
holds firm
Always fierce

Suddenly, I understand-
Neither one can let go
They are forever bound

Now I’m faced with a choice-

Allow the tug-of-war
to continue within me
or let go of the rope

Reach for images,
past and present,
patiently waiting in
the back of my mind

Watch, as grief and love
fall into each other,
simultaneously releasing
laughter and tears

I am lying in a field
having let go
of the rope-
Exhausted, grateful, content

Morning Minute

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Yesterday morning’s fog
held a tinge of pale pink
A slight relief from
recent grays

There was something
varied in its lifting as well

No intention of completely
disappearing into emerging
sunbeams – only hiding
for a bit – waiting for

an opportunity to once
again share its surprising tint

Patience – let the soft hues
permeate your dreams-
And who knows, your
soul may be soothed by

an appearance of peaceful
pink in tomorrow’s sunrise-
If you remember to look

Simply Sunday

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Preparing

My heart seeks
A place of safety
Not to hide, but to sing
At first, quietly to myself
until deep joy
Overflows
and I can sing
out loud with
Confidence
Hearing my voice
mingling with others
none looking to
stir up conflict
but instead, each one
pursuing lasting peace

Sharing a poem from Thanksgiving, 2020.
Sentiments remain the same.
Wishing you a week of thankfulness and peace. 🧡🕊💛

Graceful Drifting

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Driving away, I saw you
in my rearview mirror.
I wanted to keep looking,
to appreciate and study.
But that was not possible.

Watching the road and all.

So, I smiled, taking note
of your blue feathers
and gentle waves.
Your perfect placement
in the afternoon sky.
I would do my best
to remember, making sure
my eyes remained on the road.

Until I changed direction
and your position shifted.
Gracefully, you drifted,
from behind me,
to be beside me, and finally
directly in front of me.
I followed you all
The Way Home- Grateful

Simply Sunday

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Pulseline

Sometimes, relief for
anxious hearts is held
in surprising places

Have you ever sat
in a chair beside
the hospital bed of
someone you love?

The steady beep
of a heart monitor
mapping the tempo
of each precious breath

The gentle curves
of a stable pulse line
repeated over and over
reporting all is well

Peace surfaces alongside fear

I have experienced
this peace at other
times, in other places

A morning row of clouds,
their gentle undulation
performing a steady beat
underneath the warmth
of a brilliant sunrise

A skyline of treetops
grown together through
storms, their silhouette
a uniform motif of peace
painted across the horizon

Sometimes, relief for
anxious hearts is held
in surprising places

Peace surfaces alongside fear

Powerful Peace

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The sound of water
rushing over rocks-
A demonstration of power.
An offering of peace.
Where does one end?
Where does the other begin?
What is the source?
Is it the water? The wind?
What about the rocks?
Unmoving, they tolerate
the rushing water.
Over time, the water smoothes
their rough edges.
And the wind? It freely carries
their story of transformation.
Listen. Can you hear their song?
A message of determination, finding
Peace in the middle of chaos.
Can you hear your story in theirs?

Spokane Falls

Riverfront Park-Spokane, Washington 💙

Simply Sunday

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In the Clouds

Posed on a calm
Quiet breeze or
Shouted in frantic storms-
The question remains the same-
Do you see me?
My soul longs
To slow down
To stop
To be still
Locking my eyes on
The whole of you-
Recognizing the lessons
Provided in your design
And in your purpose,
Whether serene or inclement-
Answering your question
As you answer mine

Carried Home

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White and whispy
They floated upward
From the horizon
Into the wide blue-
Like doves, with wings
Spread wide
Their numbers,
Infinite –
The worries holding my heart
Began to fade-
Not entirely disappearing
But loosening their grip-
It’s funny how peace
Occupies the most
Curious spaces
And requires
Only a small
Measure of time
Before offering relief-
I may have been driving my car
But it was the clouds
That carried me home

Simply Sunday

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When the Glass Breaks is a collection of poems divided into four sections: Living, Breaking, Mending, and Reflecting. Today’s poem is from the final section, Reflecting. I hope these last few weeks have provided insight into my writing style and this collection. Thanks for listening! ❤️

Childhood Whispers- Written and read by Kelley Morris

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